I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

The superimposed domain they formed also became fragmented under the crushing of Ximen Qingdi's domain.

"Did you see it? This is the gap, a gap that you can't make up for even with numbers!" Ximen Qing raised his head and lowered his eyebrows, looking down at the embarrassed Yang Jian like a god.

"You... ahem... you can kill us, but you can never defeat us!"

Yang Jian shouted the last few words hoarsely, his body suddenly became huge, and he rushed straight towards Ximen Qing.

"Haha... Does this kid want to kill us?"

"That's possible. Judging from the situation..."

"Ha ha……"

They laughed, and no one stopped an ant that was less than half a step away from being a master from approaching.

"You...damn it!"

Yang Jian's body had become extremely huge, and white light began to appear in his eyes, mouth and even body.

"Self-destruction? So he wanted to hurt us by self-destructing."

"What a pity, he's too weak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dull but very loud sound suddenly appeared in the sky.

The originally bright sky suddenly became overcast.

There was also lightning flashing in the rolling dark clouds.

"This is... not good..." Ximen Qing glared and immediately understood Yang Jian's intention.

"Back off first!"

But it was too late.

Following a loud explosion, the space shook slightly.

Blood rained down from the sky.

Yang Jian, a generation of war god.

Fall!

What exploded was not only his physical body, but also the causal force that instantly emerged in his body.

"Damn it... The power of karma has been imposed on us, and we have to take the lightning for this kid for no reason!" Ximen Qing's face was gloomy.

"Ah?" Everyone was dumbfounded.

"We are half-step masters. If we are judged to have interfered with the tribulation of another half-step master, the power of the thunder tribulation will be greatly increased, and it will be specifically aimed at us!"

"Yes, not to mention that there are so many of us, the power of the thunder tribulation will be multiplied many times over!"

The more they talked, the paler their faces became.

To be honest, they are already half-step masters and are very powerful. When facing the thunder tribulation of a Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian who is promoted to a half-step master, it will be no problem for them to protect themselves.

But the bad thing is that they were all covered with the causal power that Yang Jian detonated himself.

All were judged to have arbitrarily interfered with the disasters of others.

The punishment they will receive is that they will all become the target of tribulation.

"Don't panic. Who would have thought this guy could have such a hidden trick? Now that things have come to this, all we can do is survive this thunderbolt!"

Ximen Qing said in a cold tone.

……

"That...that's..."

Ming Wang and others were rushing at full speed when they suddenly heard a huge explosion. Then everyone looked back and saw a black dot appearing in an unknown distance.

Moreover, the black spots were still circling, and purple light flashed from time to time.

"That seems to be... a thunder tribulation." Someone said.

When Nezha heard this, his body suddenly shook.

He was reminded of the conversation he had with Yang Jian last night.

Suddenly he understood why Yang Jian suddenly asked him when he would have a breakthrough, and he also said to himself that he was about to have a breakthrough.

It turns out...it was all for this moment!

Nezha's eyes turned red as he stared at the black spot.

The hearts of everyone in Honghuang City suddenly tightened after the loud noise.

It seemed like something important was lost.

"Is it Yang Jian's thunder tribulation?" Shen Wancai, who was behind Nezha, saw Nezha's appearance and instantly guessed something, blurting out.

Nezha seemed a little flustered, his body swaying wildly from side to side before he finally muttered, "It's... it's from Brother Yang Jian. He said last night that he was about to break through!"

After hearing this, Shen Wancai also knew that Yang Jian must be dead now.

It was speculated that he deliberately used his own thunder tribulation to stop those people.

And this must be his last resort.

In a trance, Shen Wancai felt a little sad.

He silently watched the slowly blooming black spot.

That was Yang Jian, the traitor to the Heavenly Court who paid for it with his own life.

This shouldn't be his fate.

His talent should be on par with those in the core area, or even higher than them.

But in the end, the environment restricted him, and he even died at the hands of a group of unknown people.

He also felt very guilty in his heart.

Although it was to buy time for everyone and give Ye Chongren enough time to recover.

But it was indeed he who suggested luring the people away from the core area!

Xuanming, Huanglong, Yuding...

This group of old friends who had supported each other from the primitive times all felt unspeakable bitterness in their hearts.

Not even angry anymore.

It seemed that they had seen their own end.

Yang Jian is dead.

He traded his life for an opportunity, allowing Ximen Qing and his men to be baptized by thunder.

But in the end, only one of them died, and the rest were only injured to varying degrees.

Their magic weapons, bloodlines, and imperial domains all helped them, to a great extent, to resist the power of the thunder tribulation, which was more than a hundred times greater.

"No support yet?" Ximen Qing frowned slightly.

He couldn't help but wonder why Yang Jian and his group were discovered by them at this moment.

"The Legion Commander is dead, we will go with him!"

"In my next life, I'll still be a disciple of Honghuang City!"

"kill……"

A thousand people once again activated the power of their domain and rushed forward.

But the result was not unexpected, they couldn't get close.

"Boom..." There was a loud noise.

It was like lighting a powder keg.

The sound of the explosion was instantly ignited.

One thousand people, one thousand half-step masters of the Red Dust God-killing Army, one thousand Yang Jian's men, all self-destructed.

Ximen Qing and others first experienced a thunder tribulation with doubled power, and then were attacked by the self-explosion of a thousand half-step masters.

Even if they are strong, even if this group of ants are weak.

At this moment, they were a little overwhelmed.

Everyone was thrown to the ground in a mess. Some rolled for thousands of meters before stopping. Their hair was disheveled and they looked broken and miserable.

At this moment, the space turned blood red.

The strong smell of blood stimulated everyone's nerves.

"Uh...ah..."

Someone stood up, groaning in pain.

Ximen Qing also stood up slowly.

His face began to twitch, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "You damned lowlifes... so what if you blew yourself up? You're not worthy enough to kill me!"

"Oh my... I'm late after all..." At this time, a sigh was heard.

In the distance, there was a group of people standing, also about a thousand people.

The leader was covered with hair, his eyelids seemed to be coated with gold powder, and he had a mouth like the mouth of a thunder god.

Standing there, he exuded an air of dominance.

"I, Old Sun... am here to take your lives today!"